I’m a litle angry and listening to 9th wonder so lets see what comes out of it.
Why why why
should even bother should i ever try
why not crawl or curl up spit up my last meal and breath rollover and die
My demeanor is unacceptable i am untraceable incomprehensible so don’t try to get me
the slightest mistake and you rush to neglect me
my misdemeanour has now become a felony
terribly, missing you sporadically today I’d like to talk to you but the bars you put up from past relationships tend to hinder me
Now my hearts hard like rocks or cinder blocks
I’d melt it down but I’m waiting for your mask to drop
mesmerize me with your stubbornness
my star in my night sky has become the scorching sun in the wilderness
If your notIntrix8 sweltering in my face your beating down on my back
Those happy feeling I’d like to trap but they’re nocturnal and until your evening comes they ain’t coming back
I must live in a tundra cause its been straight months of heat
I’m burning scalding under a pressure i cant stand to be underneath
I don’t think it’s worth it, maybe i do
I cant stand to be near you, i can’t live without you
Too much confusion too much disillusion too much controversy
Why cant you just be satisfied with me
Not a watered down lap dog version
I am definitely not one for conversions
Straight up pain
Straight up rain
That life sustaining stream has become a flash flood and now I’m six feet deep
I would reach out to you but if i open my moth the wrath of your currents into my lungs will seep
And my air sacs are actually not fond of water
and i refuse to let my personality be a martyr
just so that i can be with you
or maybe i should maybe i need to
i need time i need lines I need change
I want change
Can I change
YOU NEVER CHANGE
Change
pennies nickles and dimes and quarters
i want this to work but not really willing to put myself up for barter
especially if you don’t want to be a partner you want to rule
you want to take control of my attitude expecting gratitude i think my dear your pretty cruel
I can find words to phrase in many ways that my life though not worthy of praise in my opinion would be better if the real me stays
now you can blame complain and throw rocks at my window pain but losing myself for anyone than God in my eyes is past insane
PEACE
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